This window is from a place I don't much like to go ... where people live who I don't much like to visit.
As I propped it up against my favorite door at home, and adorned it with some of my favorite flowers, it took on a new look - it began to be beautiful. And I think... could I do that with the people, too? Could I adorn their image in my heart with love, and watch as they take on a new look - as they begin to be beautiful?
It is a long road to love sometimes. When you have been hurt and the glass in your heart has been broken... love can seem like a luxury... the piecing back of heart shards impossible.
But shall I let the Gardner try?